Three Sentence SAGA

“Do you really think Saga’s worth all this?” Sakura asks, backing off when she sees Saki’s glare, “I mean, do you think that people in any other prefecture really care if we’re cursed, or uncursed, or haunted by demons?”

“You and me and all the Dorami girls live here; that’s good enough reason to fix the place, and fuck ‘em if they think otherwise.”

“I suppose…” Sakura says, but her grip on the porch railing relaxes, and she sighs her happy little sigh and leans into Saki as the sun trails behind the pines.